Author's Note
All Star Wars characters and references belong to George Lucas.
All Star Trek characters and references belong to Paramount Pictures.
All Street Fighter references belong to Capcom.
I don't own them; I'm just borrowing them for a little while.
So please don't sue.
This story is an AU that concludes the crossover I made starting with "Not so long ago nor so far, far away."
Power
by
jediryu ©
Chapter 1
Coruscant, somewhere in the Industrial Sector, Empty Zone
Councilor Borsk Fey'lya smoothed the cream colored fur down where it bristled across his head in anticipation. "At last," he thought to himself. "At last I can begin collecting on the debts owed me by those filthy Jedi, filthy human Jedi." An Aide entered the room to stand in front of his desk and wait for permission to speak.
Out loud, Fey'lya spoke, "Speak. Is everything in readiness, all assets in place?" His Aide, Tereb Koth, a member of a weaker family, politically speaking, said, "Yes and yes Councilor, but . . ." "But what? Speak! Having second thoughts when we're about to begin?"
Koth pursed his lips as much as a Bothan could and said, "Not second thoughts as much as simple uncertainty."
Fey'lya nodded once, "Fair enough. The objective here is not to destroy any one thing, not yet anyway, but to accumulate the power to do so later. Right now the power is in sowing uncertainty, creating the wider power base. When my plans come to fruition, I will be President of the New Republic; the new Jedi Order will be cast off of Coruscant, and out of our galaxy if I can make it so. The Bothan people and the rest of the nonhuman species, which outnumber humans by three to one, as of the last New Republic-wide census, will finally ascend to their rightful place in the order of things and our enemies the humans, will feed off of whatever scraps we decide to give them just like we and every other nonhuman did while under their rule for so long."
Koth spoke, "A goal in which I and many, many others hold to as well but if you remember, the Diversity Alliance had the same goal and look what happened to it."
Fey'lya said, "A valid point Koth, a valid point indeed. I take responsibility for that mad-woman Nolaa Tarkona. I underestimated her insanity, thought it wasn't nearly so fully developed as it turned out it was, she wanted genocide, to eradicate humanity, I merely want humanity put it its collective place as a species. But though she failed to achieve her overall goal, she did succeed in showing just how near the surface most people's speciesism really is."
Koth nodded his head in acceptance and removed a PADD from a utility pocket, entered a coded sequence and said, "By your command, Councilor, or should I say, Mr. President."
Fey'lya chuckled mirthlessly, "One thing at a time. Set the plan in motion." A final sequence keyed in and the PADD emitted a tone for 'command implemented' and then emitted a higher pitched whine that set both Fey'lya and Koths' teeth on edge as it deleted its memory core first then all of its circuitry died a slightly smoky electronic death as the display faded out.
"It is done," said Koth."
Coruscant, in the home of Ryu Jayks, Residential Sector
Kenod Jayks, 20, arrived home after working up a tremendous sweat at the family Teräs Käsi dojo. Prior to that, he had attended his first solo mission briefing for the Jedi Order. With his dark brown hair grown long and tied back into a ponytail at the nape of his neck and still wearing his training gi from his workout he resembled less a fully trained Jedi who had just faced his Trials two months before, and more like a fighter from the GFC, the Galactic Fight Commission, after a hard win. He felt that he was close to summoning a kinitite hadoken like his father and grandfather before him but something was missing.
As he entered the kitchen area and poured himself a glass of water, one of the family droids, Warbler, woke up from his sleep mode. Rolling over next to Kenod he warbled a question. Also like his father, grandfather and grandmother before him, Kenod could understand Warbler's binary speech through the Force. He said, "Yea Warbler, something is bugging me a little. Would you please play the audio file of Grandpa Ronin, specifically his thoughts on the kinitite hadoken?" Another burbled question from Warbler made Kenod laugh. "No Warbler, I'm not going to let one fly in the house, I just need to hear his voice again and his thoughts, that's all."
Warbler followed Kenod into the main living room of the rather spartan yet homey apartment and pulled up the relevant audio file on the holoplayer in the center of the room. Kenod took a deep drink from his glass and then set it down on an end table as he sat down on the couch and closed his eyes to listen to his Grandfather's voice again like he had so many times before. Ronin Jayks's voice sounded, "The kinitite hadoken is, I believe, one of, if not the ultimate expression of one's unity with the Force. Unlike Sith Lightning which is created by tapping the darkest hatred within the Dark Side, the hadoken is created by life. Using my own life energy like a primer from a slugthrower's projectile, my ki triggers the ambient life energy around me to give a little of itself. This energy is easily replaced by the natural cycle of life and is not missed. Using my arms and hands like magnets, only instead of ferrous metal particles, I'm attracting life energy, collecting it, focusing it between my hands and focusing my intent. The Force is perceived by every Jedi, whether they be Padawan, Knight or Master, differently. I have read accounts given to me by Luke that verify this beyond any doubt. Some perceive it as threads that tie everything together, others as waves like one would see on a sandy beach as the tides come and go. As for me, I perceive the Force as blue orbs of all sizes as they flow into my arms and hands."
As Kenod continued listening, he felt directed by the Force to stand in the center of the room. Meanwhile, a group of three beings exited the turbolift at the end of the hall outside the apartment itself. The Bothan had already blinded all the Security systems on this floor while the Falleen and Barabel were the muscle. Intelligent muscle to be sure, but muscle all the same. They entered and stealthily made their way towards the door. The Bothan said, "Remember our instructions. We are only allowed to hurt him a little. A few cuts deep enough to scar badly, maybe a broken limb or two, but nothing fatal. The plan is too young yet to allow that. Understood?" The Falleen and Barabel both hissed a quiet assent
Inside the apartment, Kenod continued listening to his Grandfather's voice, "Assume a neutral stance with your weight evenly distributed on both feet, breathe deeply and evenly in through your nose and out through your mouth. Smoothly rotate your arms in a circle just barely larger than the height of your head and torso and open yourself to the Force." As Kenod did so, he began to feel a tingling sensation at his fingertips that slowly made its way down his arms and into his tanden, his belly, where they began to coalesce. "If you approach this focusing technique cold, say, just as you begin your daily training regimen, you will have to hold it upwards of thirty standard minutes. If on the other hand, you do it after a solid workout when the Ki and Force are working synergistically, or in a critical moment during a fight as my son Ryu has done, it may only take a minute or less. You will begin to see multi-colored streaks cross your field of vision, these are your intentions, and this is good. Now focus your intentions on one point, one place in time and space and feel the Force around you."
Kenod continued to follow his grandfather's words and saw the streaks but knew them for what they were now, his intentions, and his goal of the moment. Always before he couldn't bring his thoughts into line on one point, but now he did as he felt the energy coalesce. Warbler seeing the energy manifest on all his sensors disengaged his data arm and ran for his recharge nook like a MSE droid.
The three nonhumans arrived at the main entrance to the Jayks home and prepared to enter. Drawing their blasters and setting them for low stun so that their target would still be conscious to feel the pain and fear that was about to be inflicted upon him. As a group they paused so the Bothan could slice the access code to the door. Pausing again because they heard something like a small power coupling begin to overload they opened the door and quickly charged in.
Coruscant, rebuilt Jedi Temple, a general purpose training room.
Ryu Jayks stopped his class in mid-kata as he felt the Force warn him. Turning to the nearest window and dialing it to full transparency from its tinted state, he looked out towards his home in the far, far distance. Enhancing his vision with the Force, he saw a very familiar blue glow shimmering from the windows. To himself he said, 'My son . . . Kenod is in danger! Wait . . . there's something else. He's about to cut loose with a kinitite but he's unaware of the immediate threat. I must go to him.' Returning his vision to normal and turning away from the window, Ryu saw his class looking on at him in concern. Pointing to his primary assistant instructor, he said, "Take the class. The Force is in motion and I must go." With a Burst of Speed, Ryu was out of the training room and moving towards the repulsor craft bay. Only the fact that most everyone else in his way was Force Sensitive and felt him coming prevented any person-to-person collisions. "Son, I'm on my way."
Somewhere in hyperspace
Shaznia Dree-Jayks, 'Shazi' to her closest friends was almost asleep in the cubicle that was her room on the transport she had embarked upon and looking forward to getting home and seeing her husband and children again. She had been on a mission for the Jedi and her assignment was complete and successful but it had kept her away for almost two months. She had seen her son Kenod complete his Trials and be promoted to full Jedi Knight and then had to leave on her mission shortly thereafter. For a moment she was asleep and then she sat up ramrod straight on her bed as the Force spoke to her and she thought, 'My son! Kenod is in danger but there's nothing I can do for him. Oh Force help him. Don't take my son away from me please!"' Leaving her room Shazi made her way forward to the door separating the passenger compartments from the cockpit which was locked from the inside as per regulation.
A steward came up to her, "Ma'am please return to your room at this time." Shazi did a Force scan of the man and picked up on his own desire to return home to Coruscant. The steward saw the lightsaber on Shazi's belt and refrained from calling for Security as Shazi said, "Please let me speak to the Captain for a moment. One of my children is in danger and I have to get home!" The steward, thinking to his own family made a decision that might cost him his job and said, "I don't know what the problem is, but as one parent to another and even though I shouldn't, I can understand the desire to do something even when you can't." Moments later, the Captain was in the companionway standing in front of Shazi, "I've met a Jedi here and there in my travels so I'll take your concern at face value and see if I can squeeze a little more speed out of the hyperdrive but it won't do much." Shazi nodded her head and said, "I understand Captain and thank you from the bottom of my heart. I hope the steward who called you doesn't get into any trouble." The Captain smiled and said,"Call? What call, I needed to use the 'fresher anyway." Scarcely two minutes later, Shazi felt the speed increase.
Kashyyyk
Gabrielle Jayks, 17, and the Padawan learner of Mara Jade-Skywalker was meditating in the room adjoining her Master's in a hotel on Kashyyyk. The Jade Shadow had set down on Kashyyyk for unexpected repairs on its way back to the Temple after concluding a favor for Mara's former employer, Talon Karrde, so Mara turned the trip into another training journey for her Padawan. They were planning on accompanying a Wookie hunting party to the mid-levels of the jungle world the arboreal Wookies called home the next day. In the dark levels where sometimes even Wookies feared to tread, Mara had planned on instructing Gabrielle in still another aspect of the Force and have her stay in the mid-levels for a full day and night by herself to gain more understanding of how the Force links all life together and how one's eyes can deceive them. Gabrielle's meditation shattered as she felt the threat to her older brother. Standing up she was about to knock on the door adjoining her room to Mara's when Mara opened the door and stood there; "What is it Gabrielle? I felt you lose your meditation." Gabrielle said, "Master, I have to get to the nearest Holonet and call home! My brother is in danger. More than that I don't know, all I do know is that I have to call home and talk to my Mom or Dad or better yet Kenod, just so I know he's okay."
Mara thought to herself, 'Once, long ago, when I was the Emperor's Hand, I would have thought this kind of concern beneath me and of no possible interest unless it furthered Palpatine's cause somehow. Then I had to go and meet the real Luke Skywalker, not the jumped up boogeyman that the Emperor instructed me to kill. I'll have to thank my Farmboy in an extra special way next time I see him for showing me the truth and figuratively beating me over the head with it until I accepted it, and his marriage proposal.' Out loud she said, "Chewbacca's home is near here and I remember hearing something about him visiting his family. I'm sure he'll let us use his personal unit. Let's go."
Coruscant, Jedi Council Chamber
Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master and current head of the new Jedi Order was speaking, "Now to our final piece of new business, the final selection of Jedi to be promoted to Master at this point in time." Just as he finished his sentence, everyone in the room suddenly looked in the general direction of Ryu Jayks home as the Force spoke to each member of the Council. All eyes or other sensory organs turned to face the same way. Out loud, someone said, "What the . . .?"
Coruscant, in the home of Ryu Jayks, Residential Sector
Kenod focused the kinitite into a tight and very energetic ball between his hands at his waist. As the three would be attackers charged into the main room, all three skid to a halt, almost falling over each other at the sight before them of the young human in a sweat soaked gi holding a ball of swirling blue energy between his hands. The Bothan only had time for one remark, "We are so kriffing stanged."
Kenod was aware now of the would-be attackers in front of him as the final streak of rainbow-like intent streaked across his vision horizontally. Shifting his weight forward into a zenkutsu-dachi, he yelled out, "HADOKEN!"
